I have harmed none of you, but you have grievously harmed me.

One even now seeks aid of the British Raj; and there are many soldiers." The threat was ill timed.
The head of the council said to Umballa: "It would be wise to lock her up for the present.

We all face a great complication." "A very wise counsel," agreed Umballa, knowing that he had but to say the word to destroy them all.

"And she shall have company.

I would not have her lonely.